Shook to the core

Keep your face straight John. Don't let people see you break like this. You can hold on a bit. Just wait till night time and sneak out like last time. John told himself this as he left the community center. It wasn't often that this happened but he wanted to be alone. Alone with the cacophonous noise inside his head. Alone with the side effects of being isolated for a grand total of 17523 total hours. Alone with the thought that he would probably never fully heal.

Yuna had heard about John's past somewhere, where she had heard it, no one would ever know. The effect of that on John though, was profound. He was indeed a lab rat, a marginal success story to be true, but at what cost. John had his childhood marred by the touches of a cult, while he lost most of his teenage years to a white room. While this place was a boon to John, it was also probably the worst possible thing to make him experience without introducing himself to the cultural classes that were available to the school.

John had to find something to distract him and he did it in the fashion most like himself. He went to the cafeteria to eat, eat, and then maybe eat again. He wasn't particularly hungry at the current moment, but it was the perfect distraction to what he was feeling. So, he walked up to the counter and said:

"Give me as much as you can"

After a few minutes, John sat down at the table and dug in.

@Romi

John blankly looked at Angelo with a pair of dead, fish like eyes when he heard his name and gave him a slight nod before he returned to his meal. John continued to eat for a bit before looking up again to see that Angelo had actually taken a seat. John had to acknowledge the large man in front of him.

John says in a monotone voice, "Hello Angelo, Hopefully you aren't here to arrest me or anything of the sort. To what can I owe the pleasure of your visit."

John picks up a bag of chips from one of his trays and offers it to Angelo out of courtesy more than anything else. He was trying to keep his demeanor calm, but didn't realize that his body language and cleanliness showed how messed up he was internally. If the hot sauce that stained his face didn't give that impression, the dead eye's that he had definitely did.

@Romi

John didn't even bother to look at Angelo in the eyes. John knew that Angelo had meant well with this statement, but john had no intention of barring their interactions. It went against what John believed was the best thing for himself. Purposely barring himself from talking to someone was the equivalent to trying to hurt his mental psyche as he wanted even now that everyone acknowledge his presence.

"Angelo, she was right in many cases. I have no plans of barring her from my presence and I'd rather you not go after her. What she said struck a chord with me, and solidified a thought that I have had for a long while. You may not understand yet but, Do you know the story of the Tower of Babel?"

John then looked up at Angelo with his dead fish eyes hoping that he wouldn't have to explain.

@Romi

John sighs as he responds to Angelo. It was understandable though, to John, why Angelo was a bit in the dark as to why he mentioned the Tower.

"You, I assume, know what she had said about me. I also know that you know my past story. My ability probably was mistaken for teleportation, but it was misrepresented completely."

John waves his left hand in front of Angelo and after a second he makes his left hand completely disappear from existence.

"I can make myself disappear from existence and reality completely, though I don't know where I go, I may have an inkling. The tower of babel story was a warning to humans that they shouldn't try to intrude on the realm of God as it was blasphemy, do you understand what I am implying as a fellow catholic person, even though I raised in a religious cult?"

@Romi

John nods to what Angelo had said, but still had to insist. From the bible quote he knew that Angelo was quite acquainted with the bible and he prepared a suitable response in his mind to that statement.

" Mark 3:28-29 Truly I tell you, people will be forgiven for their sins and whatever blasphemies they utter; but whoever blasphemes against the Holy Spirit can never have forgiveness, but is guilty of an eternal sin”

"I was guilty of this blasphemy from the time I signed my body to the lab, from the time I decided to use my ability to escape, from the time I used it to run from the police. These were concious choices that I had made. I was given this ability as a test to myself, and I failed miserably. I am literally the antithesis of what God desired when he split the languages in Genesis."

@Romi